Woohoo!

This is Touko x Red! Touko is the heroine of the Black and White games (also known as Hilda), and Red is the hero of Red, Green, Blue, and FireRed, LeafGreen. He appears in HeartGold and SoulSilver too, and I'm not too sure about the others. This one is game verse. A bit sad for a beginning chapter, but I already had it typed out for what I thought would be a multichapter story totally focused around the two, but I had an idea about writing about all, so this one's a bit long, but I can't promise the others will be this long. So! onward to the reading!

Disclaimer: no own. nada. meh.


Touko x Red - Red string theory

She was crying. It wasn't that surprising, but it'd been so long since she last cried that she'd forgotten what it felt like to lose liquid from her eyes, feeling them roll down her cheek then disappearing without a trace. She slumped against the rocky wall, sliding down to pull her knees closer to herself. She sniffed, still afraid that the Team Plasma Grunt would be after her, so she remained silent. She didn't know if she could continue running away, and she definitely wasn't in the condition to outrun a wild pokemon, so she decided to just hope for the best.

Hope.

For what exactly?

All she could think in her head was 'Poor, poor Roggenrola. Poor thing. Poor innocent thing. Dear Roggenrola.'

She was so caught up in her sadness she could not even feel any hatred for the disgusting Team Plasma member.

"I want to battle you. Come to the exit of this cave. I'll be waiting for you there." N had said. Touko took the challenge. She didn't expect this to happen. She let out a sob, and began to hate herself when the tears subsided. It was a good thirty minutes of trying to convince herself to keep crying. She did, and could finally feel the proper weight of her situation. She tried to avoid reality by hiding her head between her knees. She felt like an ostrich. A shadow loomed over her, and she didn't bother to look up. Then the urgency that it might be that wretched excuse for a human pulled her head up, and she came face to face with crimson eyes. She looked back down, and let out a breath.

"They say you've been up on a mountain for two years. Why come down now?"

The shadow lowered itself, and she could properly see what and who it was in front of her. Her role model. His cap was slightly wrinkled, not that it mattered, and his face was filled with what she vaguely recognized as worry. He reminded her of Touya.

"I heard crying."

Touko scoffed.

"They also say you haven't talked ever since you climbed that mountain. And don't be ridiculous. You can't have heard my crying over at Mount. Silver."

The boy looked into her eyes. Touko looked away. She didn't want to meet those eyes. She felt she couldn't. So instead, she looked to her right, where wild pokemon were inching closer, wondering who the new arrival was. The wild pokemon had kindly stayed away from her when she was crying, and she was thankful for that. The boy, who Touko could now positively identify as Red, looked at her, and without looking away, lifted his left hand and showed her his pinky.

"Soul mates."

Her head snapped back at Red, the Kanto and Johto champion she so revered, and looked at his pinky. She searched for a red string, and sure enough, found one, tied to his little finger at it's base. She followed the string, and gasped to find that it's end was intertwined at none other than her own little finger.

"Red string theory..."

Red nodded, and she felt him move beside her, sitting next to her. She was in shock. How could she be attached to Red by the red string? It was impossible. The Red string theory was known popularly to little children, especially girls, who wanted to believe that at the end of theirs, would be a prince charming. Basically the theory stated that when two soul mates were both if age, if they looked for it, a red string would appear on their pinky, leading them to their other half. Another little bonus information was that if both parties were thinking of each other while looking at the string, it would glow gold.

Of course, the girls always decided that it wasn't true, especially after being teased by so and so and scolded by nonbelievers. Touko hadn't believed either. But this...this was inevitably proving her wrong. The string theory was real, and she had her own supposed soul mate by her side to prove it. Now if only he'd leave so she could think...

"Why were you crying?"

Touko remained silent. She didn't want to speak. Not yet.

"Tell me. Now."

Touko let out a sigh. "It's nothing."

"It's not nothing."

"I'm fine, there's nothing wrong."

Red gave out an exasperated sigh, and any other day, Touko would have laughed in amusement. Apparently all those stories about the stoic and silent Red wasn't true. He just didn't have anything to say at the time.

"There's definitely something wrong when you're crying so hard and feeling so miserable so that your soul mate can feel it, and said soul mate has to go to a psychic gym and ask the gym leader to teleport him to the Unova region because taking a ship would take too long."

Touko was surprised. She bit her lip.

"Tell me. You have to learn to trust me if we're going to get married in the future,"

Touko spluttered.

"M-marry?"

"Yes. Is this red string which joins us not a good enough reason to do so?"

Touko thought it over for a while. Should she tell him? She guessed she had no choice, since he was going to pester her until she told him anyways. She took a shaky breath.

"The Unova region is being threatened by a pokemon liberation group call Team Plasma. Their leader, who surprisingly means me no harm, asked me to battle him. He said he'd wait for me at the cave's exit."

Touko's eyes began to water as she thought of how to continue her story. The pain began to come back, and she fought her tears, but could not. Instead, she embraced them like an old friend, and began to cry again. Strong arms enveloped her, and she could not help but be surprised at her new acquaintance's actions. She held onto the shirt of the man who claimed to be her soul mate, and continued her story.

After receiving the battle invitation, she'd made her way slowly but surely to into the cave where she found many trainers to battle with, just when she could feel the air rushing in, here the exit was, she found a horde of Plasma grunts who challenged her to a battle. She battled her way through them, nut she could feel something tugging at the back of her mind, and when she finally noticed what it was, she realized that she had all but one pokemon fainted, and no potions, berried or revives to help her. Her fifteenth battle with a grunt was already underway, and she could not drop out.

She could remember that she'd crossed her fingers, and prayed to Mew, Reshiram, Zekrom, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, Jirachi, Lugia, Ho-oh and every single legendary pokemon she could think of that the grunt's pokemon was a fire type, weak to her water type. It was just her luck when it was a grass type. She could remember the vulgar swear words she'd kept spitting out at herself in her head, before sending out her Samuwott to it's poor fate.

She thought she'd found a way to be saved when a Roggenrola, with it's sturdy ability intervened, trying to help out the kind trainer, but the Plasma grunt...had attacked the wild pokemon in mid-battle, and leaf-stormed the poor rock pokemon. It's sturdy helped it to stay alive, but immediately right after that, a mega drain had taken away all the life force the poor wild pokemon had.

"I saw the Roggenrola's energy core shatter. I can still hear its cry of pain. I can see the look in its eyes, the moment before it died, when it met mine. It didn't stand a chance against the level 24's already advantageous attacks."

She looked up at Red after five minutes of trying to calm her breath, and when she looked into his eyes, she winced in fear. He had pure hatred in them, and she thought for a moment he would turn into a demon and form a pact with her to find that monster and kill him. But Red didn't. When he saw her fear, his eyes immediately softened and pulled her into another hug. This time, she didn't try to pull away.

"I battled the Plasma member as hard as I could. But my final attack against him was Take down, and it didn't work that well. Team Plasma takes the pokemon of all those who lose to them, so I ran as fast as I could. The wild pokemon helped me bit, and I managed to get away."

"And then I found you."

"And then you found me."

Touko looked into Red's eyes, and could see his emotions swirling around 'Blood red...' Touko thought. 'His eyes are blood red.'

She looked away, and chose instead to push him away slightly, trying to get away from the stranger slash soul mate. But he did not let her go. He pulled her closer.

"I know what it feels like. In my travels I've seen both pokemon and humans massacred like they were ants. I've seen innocence shattered like glass, childhoods ruined. And I'll tell you this, it doesn't get better, ever night you hear their screams, their eyes haunt you, and the memory never leaves. There is only one way you can move on."

Touko tensed wondering what he was going to tell him, and he continued.

"You do your best to make sure it never happens again. That's why I'm the champion. I've made myself stringer so no future children traveling has to see what i saw. Has to do what I do. That the survivor's job. That's your job now too."

While Red was talking, Touko had unknowingly started crying again, and this time she felt peace, when Red's heartbeat slowly lulled her to sleep, and for the first time in her life, Touko cried herself to sleep. Red carried her back to the nearest pokemon center, gave all her pokemon to the nurse and asked her to do whatever she could for them, and also signed papers for Touko herself to be admitted. Touko did not dream that night.

When she woke up, she blinked for a few seconds, because of the bright lights which threatened to turn her blind. When her eyesight came back, she looked towards the window, where she saw a magnificent sight. The sun was rising, and the trees and meadows were bathed in the golden light, sitting by the window was a person with a cap on, and underneath that cap, jet black hair. The head turned towards her, and she saw blood red eyes.

"You haven't left yet?"

Red shook his head, and walked towards her. He sat on the chair beside her bed, and smiled.

"How are you feeling?"

Touko mulled over her thoughts for a moment. How was she feeling? She thought over every single word which could describe her situation right now, and settled on the most commonly used one.

"Tired."

Red reached out towards her and ran his fingers through her hair before standing up.

"Sleep. I'll leave."

Touko gave a sigh of contentment as she realized how comfortable she was, and leaned her head back into her pillow. Before leaving, Red stood in front of her door.

"I've admitted your pokemon, and they're all fine and healed now. I've also bought you supplies, and I don't want those supplies to ever get below half of what I got you. Okay?"

Touko nodded from her comfortable position on the bed. Red turned around to leave, but turned back towards her again.

"When you're ready to accept the fact that we're soul mates, you know where to find me. I'll be waiting for you on Mount. Silver."

Red left this time for real, and although the sun was still rising, Touko felt herself lulled back into sleep. From that day on, when she looked at the red string around her pinky finger, she smiled. It always glowed gold.


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